After 8 full years of living in the UAE, I have decided I want to come home. Will and I discussed it long and carefully, making our decision with as much information as we could gather, and have agreed that it is time to leave. So at the end of my contract this year, year 9 in the UAE, year 12 outside of the U.S., we will be coming back.
But back to where? Well, that is still up in the air. You see, after so long out in the world I feel the need to do something special for me. Will has achieved his M.Ed. and his MBA and has worked as an Academic Dean for 3 years, and I have been teaching for about 13 years. I have decided, with all of the involvement I have had in the Literary community and my volunteer work with the Emirates Festival of Literature in Dubai, my Writer's Group in RAK, MEFCC and the Gulf Role Playing Community in Dubai, and Talking of Books Radio program in Dubai, that I am most interested in the story telling side of myself. I haven't been good about keeping up my blog, but I have been writing regularly.
Last Spring I did a 24 hour write-a-thon for charity with my Writing Group (which I have been with for 6 years) and realized that this is what I am meant for.
So, I have pulled up my boot straps and sent off applications for MFA programs throughout the U.S. Now we play the waiting game. If I get accepted to one of the schools, we will have our destination chosen. If I don't, we will have to decide where we want to go. The world is open for us and we can go anywhere.
I am so excited.
I am so scared.
We are coming home.
